Chapter 715 Originally, her makeup was icy and glamorous.
But now, it had begun to smudge.
Agnes decided to remove all of her makeup, revealing her naturally clean and clear complexion.
Agnes had been constantly exposed to the elements as an outdoor interviewer. As result, her skin tone had slightly changed due to the constant weather exposure. However, her naturally resilient skin hadnât taken long to regain its original healthy glow after she had returned home.
After removing her makeup, Sasha looked at her reflection in the mirror, and she felt much more at ease and comfortable.
She casually ran her fingers through her hair, then turned and walked out of her bedroom.
As she stepped out, the melodious waltz music filled the air.
From the secondâfloor balcony, Agnes watched the grand hall below.
Bella was dancing the opening number with Kearney.
Soon, others joined them, their graceful steps carrying them onto the dance floor.
The scene was reminiscent of a fairytale featuring a prince and a princess.
An ancient, luxurious castle, the shimmering crystal chandeliers, the oldâfashioned gentlemanâs band, and the prince and princess sharing a dance.
Looking at it, Kearney and Bella seemed quite the pair, even though there was a noticeable age gap between them.
But she thought of the kind of woman Kearney liked, such as Phenix, and Bella and Phenix were two extremes.
One was a fiery rose growing on a cliff, while the other was an orchid grown in a greenhouse, tender and delicate.
It was unlikely that Kearney would fancy Bella.
Engrossed in watching the two of them, Agnesâ forehead creased slightly in thought.
She was completely unaware of a tall figure slowly ascending the staircase, coming to stand beside her.
âYour Kearney doesnât seem to care much about you, leaving you alone to entertain the little princess. What do you see in such a man?â It was Jared again!
Agnes turned to him and said in a cold tone, âMr. Whitfield, are you a ghost? Youâre just always around.â
Every time she encountered Jared, trouble seemed to follow.
Jared had also changed into more casual attire.
He had exchanged his formal suit for a relaxed blazer.
But he looked even more handsome and dashing.
Jared raised an eyebrow at Agnes, âWhat, struck a nerve? Taking it out on me, Agnes? I thought you were tougher than that.â
Agnes was truly annoyed, but she couldnât quite pinpoint what she was annoyed about.
Jared always had a way of aggravating her effortlessly Agnes retorted, âMr. Whitfield, shouldnât you be by your fiancéeâs side right now? All high and mighty judging others, but arenât you just the pot calling the kettle black? As for being sanctimonious, Mr. Whitfield, youâre second to none.â
Agnes was clearly angry But seeing Agnes angry, Jaredâs mood inexplicably improved.
At least now, Agnesâ eyes were not on other men.
Jared smiled, making a gentlemanly gesture, âWhat do you say? Care to dance with your exâhusband?â
Agnes was perplexed by Jared, he seemned to be in a good mood even after her sharp retort Had he developed masochistic tendencies after these four years?
Agnes had no interest in dancing with him.
She flatly refused and turned to leave, but Jared grabbed her arm, pulling her onto the dance floor.